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FINALS! gah! We'll see how I do with my first legit major stressful college week. I mean I have had weeks that I've found to be stressful, but "finals" is essentially a synonym for the word stressed. It is an assigned week in my life for a breakdown. I'm attempting to avoid that.
I'm sort of excited about my sociology project. I really enjoy the class and I feel like I'm going to do well on the project. My other sociology class though (women and the body) is a little more shakey though. It is probably my hardest class this semester and I'm really worried about the final. As for econ.. well it has crossed my mind whether you can get negative points on a multy choice exam and therefore whether or not it is worth it for me to show up to the test. My verdict has yet to be revealed.
Despite all of these things, I love it and I don't know how I feel about going home. Don't get me wrong, I love all of you guys and everything, but it is just soo weird switching back and forth in between two lives. I have established positions in two different places and, while I feel as though I am the same person in both, it is difficult for me to transfer from one to the other. Especially since my friends from both places seem to have very differing opinions on things. For example, my friends here don't necessarily understand how I can be friends with people that make fun of me all the time and stuff. I dunno... growing up with Jennifer Jaekle has taught me that that is an appropriate way to express affection hahah. Regardless, I don't like the transition.
I also hate missing people from home when I'm here and then missing people from here when I'm home. I love my friends here a lot and its going to be weird not living in other people's rooms and having constant access to your best friends. I didn't necessarily enjoy it at Thanksgiving.
I will be glad to get away from here though for a few reasons. I feel like certain social groups have been set up, like people expect to hang out with certain people and expect them to behave a certain way. For anyone that like.. knows me, I don't take kindly to people telling me what to do. I am a very independent person and ask for help when I feel like I need it. When you're living with all of your best friends that care a lot about you, they tend to interject what they think is the right thing. I don't appreciate the advice and I am very excited about getting away from prying eyes etc.
I miss horseback riding a lot.
I don't like writing for the newspaper I write for.
Here is the issue that is my major: my dad was an econ major from BC and desperately wants me to follow in his footsteps. I would also love to because jobs for econ majors from BC are always readily available and are generally high paying. But I don't like it.
My best friend here keeps telling me to be an English major because it is something that I love to do, but there is nothing for me to do once I leave school. Like, I'm just really confused about it. I feel like I know the right thing is to do what I love, but I'm afraid of being middle age with a job that doesn't allow me to live the lifestyle I desire and saying things like "Yeah, I was one of those silly college kids that did what they love without thinking about the future." But I am thinking about it, and for right now, that is screwing me over.
This keeps bringing me back to a conversation I had with Eric last spring probably. We were talking about how he wants to be a rock star and what not and how he would never be an accountant no matter how much he made because he would want to do something he loved instead. And then he mentioned how much he hates it when people do things just for the money. It makes me guilty. I don't want to be one of those people.
We'll see what happens. I don't have to declare until the end of sophomore year.
Because my entries are usually depressing and whiney (like me!), I'll add some happy things to the end:
-My birthday was awesome!
-I got my tattoo of a freckle today =]
-I'm reading for real, not for class
-I lovelovelove Boston
-I got THE BEST secret santa gift ever!
-I'm making gingerbread houses tonight with my floormates
-I love all of my roommates (all 5 of them) more than everything =]
I'm sort of excited about my sociology project. I really enjoy the class and I feel like I'm going to do well on the project. My other sociology class though (women and the body) is a little more shakey though. It is probably my hardest class this semester and I'm really worried about the final. As for econ.. well it has crossed my mind whether you can get negative points on a multy choice exam and therefore whether or not it is worth it for me to show up to the test. My verdict has yet to be revealed.
Despite all of these things, I love it and I don't know how I feel about going home. Don't get me wrong, I love all of you guys and everything, but it is just soo weird switching back and forth in between two lives. I have established positions in two different places and, while I feel as though I am the same person in both, it is difficult for me to transfer from one to the other. Especially since my friends from both places seem to have very differing opinions on things. For example, my friends here don't necessarily understand how I can be friends with people that make fun of me all the time and stuff. I dunno... growing up with Jennifer Jaekle has taught me that that is an appropriate way to express affection hahah. Regardless, I don't like the transition.
I also hate missing people from home when I'm here and then missing people from here when I'm home. I love my friends here a lot and its going to be weird not living in other people's rooms and having constant access to your best friends. I didn't necessarily enjoy it at Thanksgiving.
I will be glad to get away from here though for a few reasons. I feel like certain social groups have been set up, like people expect to hang out with certain people and expect them to behave a certain way. For anyone that like.. knows me, I don't take kindly to people telling me what to do. I am a very independent person and ask for help when I feel like I need it. When you're living with all of your best friends that care a lot about you, they tend to interject what they think is the right thing. I don't appreciate the advice and I am very excited about getting away from prying eyes etc.
I miss horseback riding a lot.
I don't like writing for the newspaper I write for.
Here is the issue that is my major: my dad was an econ major from BC and desperately wants me to follow in his footsteps. I would also love to because jobs for econ majors from BC are always readily available and are generally high paying. But I don't like it.
My best friend here keeps telling me to be an English major because it is something that I love to do, but there is nothing for me to do once I leave school. Like, I'm just really confused about it. I feel like I know the right thing is to do what I love, but I'm afraid of being middle age with a job that doesn't allow me to live the lifestyle I desire and saying things like "Yeah, I was one of those silly college kids that did what they love without thinking about the future." But I am thinking about it, and for right now, that is screwing me over.
This keeps bringing me back to a conversation I had with Eric last spring probably. We were talking about how he wants to be a rock star and what not and how he would never be an accountant no matter how much he made because he would want to do something he loved instead. And then he mentioned how much he hates it when people do things just for the money. It makes me guilty. I don't want to be one of those people.
We'll see what happens. I don't have to declare until the end of sophomore year.
Because my entries are usually depressing and whiney (like me!), I'll add some happy things to the end:
-My birthday was awesome!
-I got my tattoo of a freckle today =]
-I'm reading for real, not for class
-I lovelovelove Boston
-I got THE BEST secret santa gift ever!
-I'm making gingerbread houses tonight with my floormates
-I love all of my roommates (all 5 of them) more than everything =]